Pinkie's Part:
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Chapter: Kicking and Screaming
A fedora clad man walked to the edge of the bed. His eye shielded, but the direction they were glancing over happened to peer down at the exhasuted form of his forced student. He smirked sadistically as he loomedover the curled up body. He nudged the body with his foot, a groan of protest met his ears. He pushed harder, until he found himself on the ground, a form on top of him, a snarl rising one of the full lips.
"Reborn! I've not slept at all in six days; let me be!"
All traces of shyness gone, annoyed tones had replaced the bashful softness of his voice.
He was responded to with a chuckle, and a reverse of the position. Reborn stradled the brunette this time around. Burning honey hued fire glared back at him, he saw a spark of orange and tensed, before relaxing and pinning the tiny male beneath just a bit further.
It had been roughly four months, well into the fall semester; and Tsuna's mind raced back to that very moment, when he had been tricked into this torture.
(BreakIntoThought)
A smile on had been placed upon Reborn's lips, one that Tsuna's heart leapt at the sight of. His face paled slighlty in response to the embarassing words he had uttered, being repeated, only in a deeper barriatone.
"I want to protect you- like you've protected me. I'll do it. Even if it costs me my life."
Once those words left Reborn's lips, he had kneeled before the tiny male, hands forcing the chin upwards, staring into the eyes of the brunette whose lips where trembling. Reborn copied the boy's gesture, his head falling to one side. He almost laughed when he felt his head get pushed back into place by the brunette. He felt his lip twitch upwards, as he fought the urge to smack the offending hand away.
"I'll teach you d'animo gentile, Leone."*
Tsuna had looked up at him, a blush spread across his cheeks as he tried to look away. Reborn caught the round face between two of his fingers and placed his face almost on top of the other's.
"Ora, Ora, Leone where did all your boldness go?"
Tsuna only stuttered, something along the lines of, I didn't think you were listening. oh how embarassing.
He had laughed when he walked away; true to his word, after teasing the smaller male for almost dying, he took a rather quick shower. When the bathroom door opened, and a naked Reborn; save for a small towel wrapped around his waist- exited, Tsuna had thrown his face into the fabric of the bed. A bright red across his features. Reborn let it alone, a smile on his face hidden by the mop of black hair he pushed back as he dressed quickly. He shook his hair out and towel dried it before slipping his fedora in place. He had ushered the smaller male into the front room before grabbing his keys and escorting the two of them out and down the street.
The two had decided to stop at a cafe, grabbing a small bite to eat, and even though the little outing had been relatively uneventful, Tsuna felt his gaze ghosting over to the older male. The attention he gathered from the female population made Tsuna rather angry- though he had no idea as to why. It almost made him feel triumphant as the two of them walked out of the tiny restaurant, and Reborn slung an arm over his shoulder; the other on his fedora as the wind had picked up.
When they had returned to what Tsuna realized was Reborn's apartment; the smaller male took place perched on the edge of the leather sofa, his backside slipping in to the comfort of the material, until he felt a presence next to him. He shifted and saw the raven looking at him, a look of seriousness across his features. He looked away, and then felt a warmth on his face. Fingers were pressed into his cheek.
"I'll show you how to be strong."
Tsuna looked in his general direction from the corner of his eye, the two fingers squeezing his lips together, making him look like a fish. He glared, or rather, what he was capable of doing with his face held captive by two slender fingers.
Feeling mischevious, Tsuna stuck his tongue out, tasting the fingers of the fedora wearing man. It was of coffee, and a slight salt aftertaste. He felt his face go free before he felt his saliva smear down the side of his face. He closed his eye and began to protest before Reborn snapped his fingers in front of his nose.
"Don't go tasting people you can't control, gattino. Especially me."
Reborn smirked, and Tsuna felt something stir inside him. He didn't know what he had just called him, but it had something to do with his size, and he was sure he wouldn't appreciate it. He pouted, the older man snorted and began to talk. Tsuna was barely paying attention; that is until the onyx eyed demon threw him to the ground.
"Two hundred push ups. Let's go."
Tsuna felt his annoyance cap just about break. He peered up at the man who had pushed him down, and piped up.
"You cannot control me, cornacchia nera." The tone had dipped into an unknown maturity, and Tsuna blinked, unknowing what he had just said. The words had been whispered in the back of his mind.
Reborn dropped down onto his elbows. One elegant eyebrow raised. He watched the orange hue spark through those honey eyes, and challenged them.
"What did you just call me?" his tone had dropped, dangerously close to the tone in which he had spoken to Mochida in. Tsuna felt his entire body go tense at the sound. Oh Christ..Oh Kami...anyone...oh no!
"I-I don't know.. I.."
Tsuna cowered beneath the glare of obsidian. He didn't know where that agressiveness had come from. He was utterly shocked that his voice could drop like that.
"Call me a crow in such a tense again, and I will end you, bambini."
However, even after the threat, Reborn had shown Tsuna how to do a proper push up. He had whacked him on the lower back whenever he dropped to his knees, dubbing the excersize as a woman's push up. When Tsuna complained, stating that it was impossible, Reborn had asked him to repeat the complaint. Tsuna retorted, saying that if the other male was able to do it, he'd do anything as punishment.
At the sound of the indirect promise; Reborn huffed. He pulled his fedora off, placing it into the delicate hands on the brunette. He loosened and removed his tie, slipping it over the band of his fedora as he shed his suit jacket and dress shirt. He was left in his undershirt and black slacks. He pulled slacks up and eyed Tsuna. The man had red cheeks, and puffed out cheeks.
Tsuna watched in utter awe as the raven began a slow tilt forward, he outstretched his hands to catch the other, until he saw him drop to his hands. Toes straight in the leather shoes, as he dropped repeatedly into a ninety degree angle and returned to the starting position. He grunted out for Tsuna to count, and he did.
This went on for a while until-
"One hundred ninety eight...one hundred ninety nine...t-two hundred.."
Reborn went to two hundred and fifteen, before standing, not even a bead of sweat on his face as he turned to the brunette. He sauntered over, his face hovered over the others, their noses nearly touching. He pryed his tie and fedora out of the delicate hands. Releasing a breath that fell over Tsuna's face.
"Your punishment..."
His voice dropped into a seductive lilt, and Tsuna felt something firey in the pit of his belly. Reborn put his hand on the back of Tsuna's head, pulling him ever so close to his face. Their lips almost touching. He had looked up at Reborn through his lashes. It was a look that asked to be ravished, but Reborn held back. He had other ideas, ideas that involved slight pain, and the very room they were in to be filled with breathless panting.
He smirked against the wandering hand that Tsuna offered on his lips. He pulled back slightly, and Tsuna shifted forward, and then Reborn slammed him to the floor.
"Four hundred push ups."
(BreakingOutOfThought)
Since Tsuna had begun these training regiments with Reborn aside from strength, he had also gained something akin to a backbone. He had also unfortunately been introduced to Reborn's sparring partner, Ryohei. In which he had dubbed him as the Extreme man. Merely for the fact that that word seemed to be the only thing he knew to scream when he was excited. The white haired man was energetic and quite happy; Tsuna couldn't bring himself to dislike him; merely the tortuous rounds of boxing brutaility that he put the brunette through.
Tsuna shook his head, as Reborn informed him that he had a boxing appointment with said man. Though the brunette had gained some influence over the raven, Reborn still continued to tease the brunette in such mannerisms, face too close, or gentle touches to the small of his back as they were in passing. He felt himself getting closer and closer to the raven haired man; but he knew little to nothing about him. No matter how many months that they had spent together.
Tsuna sighed, pushing himself off the bed, much to Reborn's amusement. He glared up at him; his gentle eyes had hardened, a slight edge causing them to appear much sharper. He had gained more attention from the female populance whenever he left the apartment, much to his annoyance. The hard muscles he had developed helping him through some difficulties he would have been unable to handle prior to all of this.
Such situations included fending off being robbed at knife point. Reborn had let the theif get in a few good swings, before making Tsuna fight him off. Upon the end, when he saw Tsuna could go on no more, he had ended it with a bullet to the head. Tsuna had been livind, before the man had pulled him up, tended to the shallow knife marks and thrown him over his shoulder like a sack of potatos.
He shook his head of the memories and pouted as he pushed his legs through a pair of black slacks; the clothing that Reborn insisted that he wear. He stretched, his flat stomach gurgling in hunger as he shook his messy hair into a slightly more decent disarray. He passed Reborn on the way, their morning teasing going as scheduled. He purposely pressed his form against the other, grasping a silky tie and pulling it off the hanger, allowing it to linger on the other man before turning away. He heard Reborn growl, and he smirked
None of them willing to break the friendly competetion. Reborn claimed that he was teaching him to be seductive in the midst of his strength, though he had no idea as to why he would need such a skill- He would be learning why quite soon.
As Tsuna sat in the kitchen chair lazily, eating a bagel and sipping on petite cup of espresso; having developed a taste for it since being around the raven haired male. Said raven strut into the room, taking Tsuna's cup and downing the rest of the liquid, the brunette knew better than to argue at this point in time. Reborn smirked, refilling the cup and handing it back to the other.
"Good, imparare quando mordono."
"Learn when to bite." Tsuna said in a bored tone; Reborn had decided to tort- teach the brunette male the language of his homeland. Though he never knew why, but he supposed it would come in handy if he wanted to visit Italy, and see the art museums.
"Molto buono, cucciolo di leone."
Tsuna snorted, sipping from the cup, a smirk on his lips as he drank deeply. He dared not introduce the fact to his mentor that they had just shared an idirect kiss. Reborn smiled turning away, already quite aware. He leaned against the kitchen counter, and peered over at his student.
"Say, venire in Italia con me.."
Tsuna nearly choked on his espresso. He thought of a proper response, and then answered.
"Quando? È necessario convincere me."
Reborn clapped, a show of approval. Tsuna grinned, and Reborn closed the distance between them. His eyes promising mischeif, and Tsuna had learned the hard way not to flinch away from that look. He leaned towards the other, who in turn tilted his head away from the other, gazing at him warily.
"How's this?"
He pressed his lips to Tsuna's cheek. The other reverted back to his beginning mannerisms, stammering as he pushed Reborn away.
"W-what about classes? They resume soon!"
Reborn waved him off, pulling a manilla folder out of his suit jacket and responded lazily.
"Taken care of, you'll be studying abroad. You've got a family ready to house you and teach you the way of the-" Reborn paused, pondering before continuing, "-partially normal Itialian lifestyle."
Tsuna sighed, clearing away his morning mess, stretching his legs as he passed his tutor.
"What family, in their right mind would accept a foreign exchange student so late in the year? And with my falling GPA due to a certain Spartan?"
He ducked the notebook that went flying passed his head. Snickering as he peeked around the corner, trying to decipher whether his mentor was upset or merely bored. When he saw a hand tilt the signature fedora up, he decided on the latter as he emerged from the kitchen. Reborn's voice was light, but Tsuna couldn't help but feel as though the words that he heard held a heavier burden than what the sylables would allow. He had unconciously shivered at the drop of the words.
"You'll be staying with the Vongola Famiglia."
*transaltes roughly to kind hearted lion. Or a lion with a kind heart, or so I am told.
Pinkie's Part Take 2: I had to let our favourite Spartan surface... I'm sorry was that mean?
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